"They are not my concern. You are. You and our child." Briefly he laid a hand on her stomach, and then his eyes fell on Aerin and Claire.
"Everything and everyone else can go to hell."
"They concern me!" Tierra stressed.
"I hope Nick and Dru end this." His narrowed eyes looked at Aerin. "Succeed where I failed."
"I dare you to try and end me again, you douche weasel," Aerin sneered.
"If they kill Moira, the Apocalypse is over," Killian said flatly, facing Tierra again.
She slapped at his chest and tried to push him away, but he didn't budge. "Youbastard. She's mysister."
"And they are my brothers. Nothing has changed in that regard."
"But..."
He'd fought the Devil for her. No, that wasn't right, she reminded herself. He'd fought the Devil for their child. He hadn't professed any great love for her, regardless of his talk of destiny when they'd made love in the Standing Stones. He'd only talked of desire.
But then did she love him?
How could she? She didn't even know him.
Tierra took a step back. The events of the Standing Stones sharpened in her memory. "Explain what you said to Lucy, that we are bound. What does that mean?"
"Bound?" Claire asked. "As inmarried?"
Married? Good goddess, no.
Killian ignored Claire and reached for Tierra. She retreated another step and entered the safety of the wards placed around the manor. His grasp brought him into contact with the wards, and he jerked back his hand like he'd been shocked with an electrical current. "Tierra—"
"I said explain."
"Youacceptedme, all of me, gave yourself to me as I gave myself to you. You aremine, Tierra, whether you like it or not. And I am yours." The words they had spoken to each other came rushing back.
"Say you take me."
"Yes, take me."
"No, say that you take me," he growled. "All of me."
"I take you. Oh goddess, please, yes, I take you, Killian Bane. Now."
"And I take you, Tierra de Moray."
"You tricked me." She swallowed. Desire to feel him inside her again warred with the need to bury him in the ground. How could she still want him after all he'd done?
His lips quirked as if knowing her thoughts. "Regardless of the method, promises were made on sacred earth. They are binding and unbreakable."
"Youmarriedher without herpermission?' Aerin said.
"He'd impregnated her the same way," Claire added fuel to the fire.
"I will find a way to break them," Tierra vowed.
"You can waste your time trying, but a promise made within the Standing Stones can't be broken by time or death. Just ask your mother when you next converse."
"What thehelldoes that mean?" Tierra asked.